I reached a new low this morning when I went to kill a fly by the kitchen window. In the process, I knocked down the entire curtain into the sink.
I still can’t manage to put it up as I sit on the counter laughing my butt off as I contemplate what I’m doing with my life.
I’m not proud of my actions. Now I’m just embarrassed, more so because that fly is still around here somewhere.
Can I just be done with everything now, please?
مآ أجمّل أنْ تصمتْ
فيْ ؤجهْ منْ ينتظرْ منِك الخِصَام
وما أجمل أنْ تضحك
فيْ وجهْ منْ يُنتظرْ منك البكـاءْ
How beautiful is it to stay silent
When someone expects you to be enraged from them.
And how beautiful it is to laugh
When someone thinks you are going to shed tears.
(Source: desertwinds, via fra-gility)